First Prayer in Congress [email protected] Back THE EAST BOUND TRAIN THE EAST BOUND TRAIN WAS CROWDED, ONE COLD DECEMBER DAY, THE CONDUCTOR SHOUTED, “TICKETS” IN HIS OLD TIME FASHION WAY. A LITTLE GIRL IN SADNESS, HER HAIR AS BRIGHT AS GOLD, SHE SAID, “I HAVE NO TICKET,” AND THEN HER STORY TOLD. MY FATHER HE’S IN PRISON, HE’S LOST HIS SIGHT THEY SAY, I’M GOING FOR HIS PARDON THIS COLD DECEMBER DAY. MY MOTHER’S DAILY SEWING TO TRY TO EARN OUR BREAD, WHILE POOR DEAR OLD BLIND FATHER IS IN PRISON ALMOST DEAD. MY BROTHER AND MY SISTER WOULD BOTH BE VERY GLAD IF I COULD ONLY BRING BACK MY POOR DEAR OLD BLIND DAD. THE CONDUCTOR COULD NOT ANSWER, HE COULD NOT MAKE REPLY, WHILE TAKING HIS ROUGH HAND WIPING THE TEAR DROPS FROM HIS EYE. HE SAID, ”GOD BLESS YOU, LITTLE ONE JUST STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE, YOU’LL NEVER NEED A TICKET WHILE I AM ON THIS CAR,”
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THE EAST BOUND TRAIN
THE EAST BOUND TRAIN WAS CROWDED,
ONE COLD DECEMBER DAY,
THE CONDUCTOR SHOUTED, “TICKETS”
IN HIS OLD TIME FASHION WAY.
A LITTLE GIRL IN SADNESS,
HER HAIR AS BRIGHT AS GOLD,
SHE SAID, “I HAVE NO TICKET,”
AND THEN HER STORY TOLD.
MY FATHER HE’S IN PRISON,
HE’S LOST HIS SIGHT THEY SAY,
I’M GOING FOR HIS PARDON
THIS COLD DECEMBER DAY.
MY MOTHER’S DAILY SEWING
TO TRY TO EARN OUR BREAD,
WHILE POOR DEAR OLD BLIND FATHER
IS IN PRISON ALMOST DEAD.
MY BROTHER AND MY SISTER
WOULD BOTH BE VERY GLAD
IF I COULD ONLY BRING BACK
MY POOR DEAR OLD BLIND DAD.
THE CONDUCTOR COULD NOT ANSWER,
HE COULD NOT MAKE REPLY,
WHILE TAKING HIS ROUGH HAND WIPING
THE TEAR DROPS FROM HIS EYE.
HE SAID, ”GOD BLESS YOU, LITTLE ONE
JUST STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE,
YOU’LL NEVER NEED A TICKET
WHILE I AM ON THIS CAR,”
